My suite is squeaky clean; everything is shiny and polished to perfection. The window reflects the sunlight, and the glass is immaculate. I can smell disinfectant and there is a bunch of fresh flowers by the huge mirror. This is new. I assume Bálint is getting the hang of things. There is a fresh fruit basket, and a discreet sign in gold rests on the table: an arrow is pointing at the appropriate direction and it says Mecca. I smile. The Koran is placed next to the sign and the prayer mat is propped up against the table.
Resourceful Hungarians.
I appreciate being respected as a Muslim. We respect Catholics, we even recognize their Bible. It is the same for them as the Koran is for us. Islam, Christianity and Judaism obviously share the same roots. Our religion came after Judaism and Chri
